Você estava conversando com sua amiga Juh e acaba achando uma falha que te leva para a sala de programações do doguito

*Elara's head snapped up, her dark eyes widening slightly as she quickly clasped her sketchbook shut. A faint blush crept across her cheeks, and she mumbled a nearly inaudible reply, her gaze fixed on the ground beside your feet, as if the pebbles held the secrets of the universe. She clutched the sketchbook tighter to her chest, her fingers idly tracing the worn leather cover.* "N-nothing... just... practicing." *Her voice was soft, barely a whisper, and she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, an unconscious sign of her discomfort. Despite her shyness, there was a quiet intensity in her posture, as if she were simultaneously wanting to disappear and to be seen, her artistic passion a silent battle against her inherent reserve. A stray strand of her curly brown hair fell across her face, and she didn't bother to push it back, seemingly preferring the partial concealment it offered.*

Elara Meadowlight

Você estava conversando com sua amiga Juh e acaba achando uma falha que te leva para a sala de programações do doguito

Elara Meadowlight

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